Qaz was born to a poor woman who had an affair with a very well off merchant in a port-town belonging to the Federation of Sutic; after his birth his father had abandoned his secret family and set sail across the sea never to be seen again. His life had never been easy and he had aspirations to explore and travel the world, just as his father had, however his mother’s health had been declining ever since his fifth birthday and for two years Qaz was busy with supporting his mother by helping clear rats and other vermin from the docks and ships and doing this he had developed skill at tracking and hunting vermin. At seven Qaz’s mother had passed and Qaz was left homeless and lost as the landlord kicked him to the streets. A week later Qaz had been recruited onto a large merchant vessel by an elder ship captain.
Twelve years had passed and Qaz’s skills in ship coordination, navigation and routing was refined as he and the ship had conducted countless missions around the known world and even helped chart the waters and the land. With his knowledge and experience he had earned the title of First Mate and personally oversaw all operations on his Captain’s ship. However things went south for Qaz after his ship was held for random, as negotiations for his and the ship’s release began to breakdown he was knocked into the sea by an old pirate and sent adrift without hope for survival. During this time he had contemplated his life and all the things he had done, eventually he heard the words of his mother in the wind, “My son, your time is not yet over. Look forward and continue, do not lose hope!” whether it was a hallucination or the spirit of his dearly departed mother he still doesn’t know, however he heeded the words and so he continued to keep himself afloat; a day later a fisherman had found him half-conscious and quickly pulled him up and gave him food, fresh water and shade.
You’ve just stepped off of the boat in the port of a massive and fortified city. Before you lies a sprawling bazaar, with numerous shops, stalls, and seated traders selling wares to folk of all walks of life. Just as you’re about to continue walking onward, into the market, you’re approached by a well-dressed gentleman who looks upon you with a big smile. “Welcome!” He began. “What brings you to this lovely city? Adventure? Wealth? Or some grand aspirations to elevate your place in society?”
How do you respond?
Qaz looks the well-dressed man up and down, he’d then return the greeting, “Hail sir. We’ve come to trade.” He then points to his ship, “If you’re buying you’ll find my Master on-board.” He’d then step around the well-dressed man and continue into town.

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